Bittersweet | By : TaimaMarie Category: Reality TV > Jackass Views: 2004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Bam Margera, Ryan Dunn, Ville Valo, Raab, Dico, or any other celebrity mentioned. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
“What are you doing?” Bam asked as he stepped into the kitchen. Lenny turned around, surprised to hear anyone. Her hair was tied back from her face in a small ponytail.
She awarded her boyfriend a smile before turning back to the counter and the bowl she was stirring.
“I’m making cookies.”
“Why? Why are you making cookies?” Bam shook his head. Lenny shrugged before sampling a little bit of the raw dough. She stuck her
finger into the bowl and sucked off the treat.
“Because that’s what you do this time of year. You make cookies.”
“I don’t,” he grumbled. Truth be told, he was grumpy that she hadn’t made breakfast. It wasn’t so much that he couldn’t fend for himself and pour his own corn flakes. He just liked it better when Lenny did these things for him.
“That’s why I’m making them for you.” She smiled brightly as she got ready to roll out the dough.
“I’m making sugar cookies and gingerbread men.”
“Men, huh?” Bam sat down at the table. He drummed his fingers on the table. When Lenny looked up again, he caught her eye and raised an eyebrow. She got down his coffee mug and poured a hot cup.
“Well, I guess you don’t have to consider them men. The cookie cutter looks unisex, I guess. Depends on how you decorate them.” Lenny sugared the drink and poured in a little bit of cream.
She stole a sip of his drink before handing it to him. Bam saw the shining part of the rim where her lip gloss had clung to the cup. He smiled before putting his mouth on that part, the coffee mixing with the flavor of her lip gloss.
Cotton candy.
“Sounds pretty gay to me, to have them all be men. How would we get ginger people babies?”
“You make more.” Lenny shrugged before selecting a star shaped cookie cutter and pressing it into the sugar cookie dough. Bam watched her as he drank his coffee.
He loved the way she moved. She was so quiet and graceful, pushing the lose strands of hair out of her face. The way her arms stretched and pulled back as she rolled the dough flat.
Helena took no notice of him. She continued on with her work, her eyes dreamy looking. He had to wonder if she was writing another novel in her head already. She even hummed under her breath just a little.
Bam checked his watch. It was time for him to go and get dressed. Before leaving the kitchen he rested his hands on Lenny’s waist. She leaned back against him and smiled, a smear of flour on her forehead.
“You look nice this morning.”
“Thanks,” she said softly. He kissed her. She tasted like sugar cookies and cotton candy.
**
He was dozing off, resting on his belly on the bed when the smell seeped in under the door. Bam lifted his head and sniffed. It was warm and delicious. A comfortable feeling spread from the bit of his stomach to the rest of his body.
“Len? Lenny?” he called, voice groggy. The door opened and she stepped in. Her shirt was covered in flour and smears of various other things that he couldn’t identify. There was flour in her hair, on her face, under her nails.
And then she smiled, and Bam was suddenly breathless. She did look beautiful. In her hands she carried a black piled with sugar cookies and gingerbread people.
“Did I wake you?” she had a strange habit of whispering when people had just woken up. Everyone had said that they found it refreshing after living around here for so long, when people screamed constantly.
“Not you. Those,” he pointed to the treats. His mouth already watered.
“Oh, I was going to leave them here for you when you woke up.”
“You going somewhere?”
“No, I just wanted your share to be safe. I think they’re already gone downstairs.” Helena set the plate on the dresser and wiped her hands against the back of her shirt.
“I’m a mess.”
“Yeah, but I love you anyway.” She smiled at him then and picked the plate back up. She gently sat it on their bed before settling herself on it, legs twisted pretzel style.
“Here,” she handed him a gingerbread. He laughed as he examined it. With brown frosting, she’d given it curly hair, and two bright blue dots for eyes. It wasn’t smiling, but rather sneering. Grinning herself, Lenny handed him a miniature skateboard.
“He needed to accessorize.”
“Let me see yours,” Bam demanded, holding his hand out. Lenny rolled her eyes, but complied. He examined hers, with black hair and grayish eyes in a little red outfit. “How come yours got clothes?”
“Because I didn’t get an accessory.” Helena rolled her eyes again. Bam looked at the cookies and handed her the one made to look like him.
“Honestly, Lenny, my love, I’d rather eat you.” He watched the blush rising on her cheeks as he licked some of the frosting off the cookie’s bust. Where the bust would have been if cookies were so endowed, anyway.
“Oh,” she whispered, watching Bam’s talented tongue as it lapped away all the icing. When the cookie was clean, if slightly soggy, he began to nibble at the edges.
First the feet, then the legs, then the waist, then the arms, and finally the head and shoulders were swallowed down. The Bam cookie was still in Lenny’s hand. She hadn’t managed a bite, watching Bam eat her.
“Lenny?”
“What?” she breathed.
“Put down the cookie and come here.” She set the snack on a plate, and then put the plate on the floor before crawling over into his arms.
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